#ftws Beatrix

[fitztragedy]

[rivusa]

[hibiscusia]

New pictureset about Fate !

This time it's about Stellatrix.

Sleep is not my friend so i'm bored 😅

Hope you'll like it !

❤️☀️🔥

[emylilas]

[dr-lizortecho]

Get To Know Me Meme-> TV Shows [4/10] Fate: the Winx Saga

“You found me when I was lost. You brought me to a place that was safe, you gave me guidance, you surrounded me with amazing people.”

[leadingrebel]

For @kira-7. Happy Christmas, hope you like the power couple that are our two best girls, it was a lot of fun to make!  🌟🌩️ 

Happy Fate Holiday Exchange!

[crazycatfaery]

#17 (... to distract) for Stellatrix or Skloom, your choice! No pressure ofc

I don't know why my brain immediately went for angst instead of the obvious fluff potential this prompt has, and I also accidentally wrote about 1300 words for this one (oops?). There's eventual fluff though, if only a little. And I've enjoyed writing my first Stellatrix, so I hope you'll enjoy reading it!

(I might need to start putting these in a list)

Read on Ao3 or down below.

TWs: Kiss might come off as non-consensual at first, descriptions of seizures/seizure-like erratic movement.

Returned

Kiss prompt: 17. A kiss to distract.

She runs. It doesn’t matter that’s it dark and she can’t see shit, she doesn’t have time to conjure up some light. It doesn’t matter that she’s been asleep for only twenty minutes, even though it’s nearly five in the morning. It doesn’t matter that she’s barreling barefoot through the school, and it doesn’t matter that she’s the crown princess of Solaria.

As soon as her brain had registered the name Aisha mentioned after waking her, followed by “greenhouse”, she’d jumped out of bed and taken off. Image and appearances be damned.

Nearly tripping over her own feet, she flies around the corner of the hallway leading up to the greenhouse. The doors are closed, but light shines through the matted glass, illuminating Headmaster Silva who’s standing in front of them.

“Stella,” he says quietly. The tone in his voice is gentle, but his eyes tell her he’s frightened, horrified even. “I take it Aisha has told you,” he adds as she halts in front of him.

“Is she in there?” Her own voice sounds sharp, too loud for her own ears.

Silva grabs her shoulder. “Stella, I need you to calm down, okay? We don’t know what happened yet, but she’s…it’s bad.” His eyes turn soft, but a vague glint of worry remains. “We might need you to try and help her.”

“Help her? But how, why, what?” She tries to even her breathing, her hands starting to tremble now that the spike of adrenaline isn’t in use for running anymore. Her heart is still attempting to perform a marathon though, going so fast she feels like she might faint any minute.

Letting go of her, Silva opens one of the doors before guiding her through. Stella blinks into the warm light, her eyes needing to adjust from running through the dark halls. When they finally do, the headmaster has led her halfway through the greenhouse, towards the section that’s used as the infirmary.

“Keep her still!” Flora, Sam, Terra, and Professor Harvey are all there, the siblings trying their hardest to hold the person that’s violently shaking on one of the beds as the professor tries to place a stethoscope on the person's chest. The iron bedframe rattles at the movement, intermitted sparks of electricity trickling down the arms of the patient. The sound may be even more haunting than the moaning and occasional screams coming from the seizing body.

“We’re trying, Dad, she’s too strong!” Terra shouts back to her father.

Stella shakes off Silva’s hand that he had placed back on her shoulder again in some form of support, and charges for the bed. Shoving Terra aside, she kneels at the bedside and finally lays eyes on the person they’re trying to restrain.

She looks like one of those undead monsters from the movies in the first world, she thinks wryly. Her skin is so thin and pale that she almost seems see-through, the bags under eyes stark against her paleness. Dirt clings to her hair in clumps, her clothes are ripped and her nails look bloody. Her wrists and ankles are tied to the bed frame, the ropes straining under the erratic movements.

“We had to tie her down,” Flora says apologetically. “She was starting to hurt herself.”

“Beatrix,” Stella whispers. Her eyes scan the body of her friend, still trembling in front of her. Long, bloodied scratches adorn her arms, and when she looks up she sees more of them around her throat. She reaches out and puts her hand on the girl’s cheek.

Beatrix immediately reacts to the gentle touch. Her eyes fly open, and she looks directly at the light fairy. “Help…me,” she squeaks, desperation beaming from her eyes.

“I will, I’ll help you, what do you need?” Stella hastily asks, retracting her hand to start removing dirt clumps from Bea’s hair instead.

“Chaos…mind…so full,” Beatrix utters in between gasps, immediately followed by arching her back and pressing her shoulders into the mattress. “Can’t…focus…” she adds before she lets out a short scream and clenches her eyes shut.

“What do I do!?” Stella turns around and looks at Terra who’s taken a few steps back and is clutching Flora’s hand. “You’re supposed to be smart, tell me what to do!” she lashes out at both of them, doesn’t want to, doesn’t mean it, but she’s desperate to find an answer.

“Hey!” Sam calls out, stepping forward towards her, but Silva grabs his shoulder while Flora shakes her head at him. “I’m no mind fairy…” the flower fairy starts, hesitantly. “But it seems as if her mind is too crowded…too active?”

“Good thinking Flora,” Professor Harvey nods at her. “I can give her some concentrated valerian and chamomile extract, but only a small dose. Too much and it will likely do more harm than help.” He turns around and starts gathering and preparing the ingredients, with Terra quickly joining him at the table to help.

Beatrix is shaking violently, whimpering as her limbs repeatedly jerk at her binds. Stella puts her hands on one of her arms and starts to gently circle her thumbs over the dry and slightly muddy skin while whispering soothing words.

She isn’t even sure the girl can hear her, but she seems to miraculously calm down a little at the repeated motion of the light fairy’s fingers. Professor Harvey returns to the other side of the bed, tapping a small syringe half filled with a greenish-yellow substance.

“Wait, I think…I think she just needs a distraction” Stella says. Beatrix seems to have calmed down immensely, even though she’s still whimpering and her eyes are staying shut. “Might as well try,” she mumbles, and before anyone can stop her she rises and reaches forward, both hands cupping the air fairy’s face.

It’s a desperate move, but it’s all she can think of. She doesn’t know if Beatrix would even consent to this if she would’ve been able to, a pang of doubt telling her she maybe should’ve at least tried asking first, but she’s already doing it and now it’s too late. She revels at the fact that she’s even able to kiss the air fairy at all and wishes it would’ve been in a better setting, a different, less critical one. 

The remnants of dirt on Beatrix’s mouth certainly take away from the experience, but her mind rejoices as the girl responds to the kiss by moving her lips against Stella’s, the gut-wrenching moans and cries dying at their touch. Her body stills, no longer seizing and rattling the entire bed.

Quiet sobs begin to rise from deep down the air fairy's throat, and Stella feels her hands slowly becoming wet. Alarmed, she pulls back immediately.

“No, no, I’m so sorry Bea,” she starts panicky. “I was just…I thought…”

“Oh shut up,” Beatrix whispers shakily as her eyes flutter open. She smirks, though the tears still steadily roll down her cheeks. “Way to kill the mood, Solaria.”

Stella starts to laugh, but halfway through her body diverts to a sob. She presses her forehead to the air fairy’s, as they both smile through their tears.

“You can put that syringe away now, Professor,” Beatrix says eventually. Stella shoots back up, blushing at the realization that they just had a small audience witness their…exchange.

Professor Harvey coughs softly as he meets eyes with the headmaster for a second. “I’ll need to fully examine you though, Beatrix. It’s not every day that a fairy rises from the dead. You’re quite the miracle.”

“If you must,” the air fairy grimaces. Sam and Flora step forward to untie her wrists and ankles, and she groans as she rubs her freed but severely reddened skin. She smiles thankfully at the three earth fairies who proceed to leave the greenhouse after a nod from Headmaster Silva.

“I’ll stay with you,” Stella says, not even asking for permission from the professor or headmaster. She won’t be parted from her.

Never again.

~ Ask me more ~

[skloomdumpster]

[lilfuturescars]

So…

As we feared Fate isn’t coming back… there were a lot of problems between the creator of the winx and the producers of Fate, or so I’ve understood.

Iginio Straffi is developing a reboot of the animated series as well as trying to come up with a live action movie. I mean I get why he wanted to cancel the show. When you create a world very well loved and stablished only for a big company to smash it down to a mediocre, dark and edgy shitshow (at first glance), I get why that would be upsetting.

Nevertheless I find it really upsetting for the show to end so abruptly. You could have at least waited and end it with a third season and FINISH THE STORY, not leave it hanging as they did.

Yes, it was like a Riverdale 2.0. But the show was on it’s turning point and they didn’t give it a chance.

I’m excited about the prospect of a movie with transformations and the sparkle that lacks on the show and a reboot, but they can’t fill the empty space they’ve left me with the cancellation and the unfinished plot of the show.

[forestelfo]

My Blood Witch Feast Entry 🍁

man canon really said “oh you like them you little whiny bitch??? well SUCKS TO BE YOU”

but anyway,

Happy Almost Halloween!

[shutup-itsthewifeimagines]

Only us Riven

I was sat alone in my room, smoking a blunt. It was my first year, almost summeryay. My dad ditched me to go and train with Sky again. I thought when I got to Alfea it would be different that they would notice me guess I was wrong. Ooh maybe I'm invisible, well that was until. "Oooh naughty naughty Nyx" Riven said smashing open my door, making me drop my blunt on my lap. "Oww shit Riven" "Youre smoking Nyxxy, maybe I should tell your daddy" Ge said smiling slyly. "Oh fuck off dickhead, he wouldn't care anyway too busy with super Sky" I said saying the last bit quieter. He placed himself next to me stealing my blunt from my fingers.ass. "Oh look who's smoking now" I said smirking. "Now now Nyxxy, what are you doing all alone in your room" he said ignoring my comment. "Go away like you care anyway" I said grabbing back my blunt and pushing him off my bed, he landed with a grunt- which earned a lovely smile from me. "Bitch" he said quieter. "What was that Riv?" Silence. "Oh cmon Riven say it or are you too much of a pussy?" I said edging him on. "I said bitch" he said climbing back on the bed trying to grabb the blunt from my hands.

"Oooh so I'm a bitch?" "Shut up Nyx" I blew out the blunt he climbed on top of me. Before I knew it he was tickling me. "If you don't stop Riven I will kick you" I said sternly, to which he ignored. I was laughing and weezing in between tickles, he was was onto of me his legs either side of mine stopping me from kicking him. "Please.... stop.."I said weezing in-between words. He stopped and looked into my eyes. He started to lean down grabbing my lips in a gentle yet passionate kiss. Wow Riven is actually good at kissing hmm.

We pulled apart. His forehead resting on mine. "Woww you're not that bad Riv" I said earning a chuckle from him. We kept kissing until we'll you know.

When we finished He laced down next to me. "Woww" "will you stop saying that your giving me a head ache Nyx" he said annoyed, I just laughed. I tried standing up but fell flat on my face, I heard a chuckle and put my middle finger up managing to stand up and go to the bathroom. When I came out he was gone. I got dressed and walked down to the training grounds. I saw my dad and Sky training, I walked over to them noticing Riven sat watching them. "Riven" "Nyx, are you OK?" He said whispering the last part in my ear to which I nodded. If my dad and brother find out I will be dead but Riven doesn't know that. "Hi dad?" I said trying to gain my dad's attention when he and Sky finished, he walked straight passed me, Sky went straight to Riven. Lovely.

It was she last day of term, I sat on the steps drinking as who would notice when Rjven came up to me. "Hey nyxxy" "Go ... away" I said breathing in my blunt. He ignored me and just stayed there we spent some time doing just that until Sky came over. "Hi Sky" I said trying to gain my brothers attention but failing him and Riven hugged and walked off. Stella came over and sat next to me. "What are u doing here Stella you hate my guts remember?" I said hitting my head with my fingers. "Just commubg to say hi" she said, I rolled my eyes and walked ro my room.

I sat on my bed until my door swung open. "Hello Nyxxy" .Riven. He gave me a bottle of beer. "Oooh I love you now Riven" I said smiling as I tore off the top he just grinned like a child. "Oooh you love me now?" "Shut up you know that's not what I meant" I said chugging my beer. "Do you mind if I ask you something?" He said curiously to which I nodded. "Sure ask away" "What's with Sky and Silva ignoring you?" "Don't know been like that since I can remember" I said frowning. "Right I gotta go now to party all summer, ooh and get high" I nodded smiling to my self as he closed the door, he opened it and quickly said "In my room there's a stash of drugs, alcohol and cigarettes" with that he left.

During the summer

"Hi dad", "What do you want Nyx?" He asked annoyed. "Nothing" I walked back to my room and drank until I passed out. I woke up to a knock on my door. I grumbled a come in and the door opened "What's with you and Riven Nyx" Sky said immediately slobbering me up. "Nothing why would I want anything to do with that druggy? I said trying to be innocent. "Shut up with the innocent act I know you're giving them all to him" he said showing ne the bag. "What? I'm not giving him anyth-" I was cut off by him pushing me into a wall. "You speak to Riven Nyx I will not hesitate to tell your dad" he said walking off.

Riven kept calling me I clicked on a voicmail. ●Riven○ Answer the phone. 12:15 Cmon Nyx. 12:20 Do you even know how to work a phone. 12:25 Ugh voicmail again. 12:30 Answer please. 12:35 Nyx. 12:40 Are you alive? 12:46 Right I know your alive so Answer. 12:50 Answer. 13:00 Are you okay? 13:20 You high? 13:30 Are you alive? 13:40 Please answer I'm worried. 13:49 Answer. 13:50 Answer. 13:55 Cmon. 14:00 Answer 14:06 He does care. I sent back a thumbs up and blocked him.

I walked downstairs to see my dad at the bottom. I scoffed and walked down. "I got several messages from Riven askingif your alive?" I scoffed and walked away but he grabbed my arm. "Let go" I grunted. "Explain" he said sternly. "Oh so I come downstairs and you're worried most dadwould be in my room 2 hours ago when they got the text making sure their daughter was alive." I said annoyed and walked away.

I was sparring with Sky. He tried to swing his left arm at me but I ducked and swiped his feet, I grabbed his arms and pinned them above his head straddling him. I dug my knee into his throat making sure he couldn't move. "Hah I won" I said smirking. "Move" he said to which I added more pressure making him surrender.

[rivusa]

God loves you, but not enough to save you

[hibiscusia]

@infp-obsessing-over-everything thank you for paired up with me for this great experience !!

We make an amazing team ❤️

Check out her amazing fic that goes with my gifset

She's so talented !!

Anyway here goes for our participation to the Reverse Big Bang challenge

[emylilas]

The of Eraklyon-Silva family is finally getting ready for Christmas!

[dr-lizortecho]

9/stellatrix?

Sorry it took so long anon <3 but I got carried away and some of the dialogue was fighting me. Hope you like it!

“Of course they got newer sexier uniforms,” Beatrix grumbles, flicking ash off the edge of the joint held between her fingers. The light grey flecks falling softly down the side of the building towards the greenery. Dancing to their inevitable doom.

Stella frowns down at the field where the specialists are training, nothing more than little black dots on the greenery. Too distant to fully make out- though Bea is definitely trying. Her eyes locked on a figure she undoubtedly thinks is Riven.

“I wouldn’t say sexier,” Stella says simply, reaching out for the joint. Which Beatrix passes easily, red lips turning up into a devilish smile, taking joy in the small corruptions she was afforded.

Not that Stella was perfect. But smoking weed on school grounds while skipping class wasn’t something she had ever been caught doing. Though this long into outings with her friend had her more and more open to the idea, after all they never got caught. And Bea always used her powers to keep smoke from blowing unwittingly into Stella’s face, keeping it off their clothes for when they slipped down from the roof.

“Bulkier definitely,” Stella says with a smirk. Then she lifts the joint to her lips, not thinking about the inevitable traces of lipstick left to it as she takes a drag. It burns down her throat, expanding in her lungs, until she chokes. Doubling over as the smoke leaves her lungs in a few sputtering coughs.

Beatrix laughs, something fond sparkling in her eyes. “Slowly princess. Hold it in, then release. It’s about control.”

Stella narrows her eyes at her as she finally gets a lungful of good air. Clean and crisp.

“Easier said than done,” she grumbles, voice hoarse.

Bea arches an eyebrow playfully, “being dramatic, princess.” She draws out the nickname, something dark and mischievous glinting in her eyes.

Stella frowns, “no.” As if to make a point she takes another drag of the joint, making sure to go slowly and not flinch as her throat burns, holding it in her lungs for a second before releasing it out on another wheeze. Softer this time and not quite making her chest ache.

Bea’s smile softens, then she reaches to take the joint from Stella, their fingers brushing gently as she takes it. The brief touch makes something warm bubble up in Stella’s stomach, followed by her cheeks turning bright pink as Bea winks and takes a long drag from the joint.

Stella ducks her head to hide her blush, focusing on the way their legs are intertwined so they fit in the little alcove overlooking the edge of the roof. Beatrix’s knee pressed gently against Stella’s inner thigh, just enough pressure to remind her how close they are. Close but distant. No matter how much space Stella closed between their bodies then unspoken lingered in the air, creating an unfathomable distance.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Bea asks, a humorous lilt to her voice. Like she knows.

Stella glances up quickly, heart skipping in her chest. “Nothing.” She lies through her teeth.

Bea’s red lips quirk up into another wicked grin. “Doesn’t sound like nothing.” She nudges Stella with her knee, the action simple and comfortable, but making Stella’s breath catch. Beatrix leans forward, closing the space so there’s only a few inches between them as her eyes flicker down Stella’s face. “Friends don’t keep secrets,” she teases lightheartedly.

Stella releases a breath, eyes flickering back down to Bea’s lips. The bright red makes something burn in her chest, and she realizes however belatedly she probably spends too much time staring at her mouth.

“Nothing,” Stella breathes out, reaching forward to cup Bea’s face and leaning in the last few inches till their lips brush. It’s soft and gentle, just a brush of their mouths, the other girls lips softer then Stella had imagined.

Bea’s body stills, frozen in shock. Which snaps Stella out of it and makes her start to pull back before the other girl kisses back, hand coming up to cup the back of Stella’s neck.

She breaks the kiss with a laugh, their foreheads pressed together. “Never thought you’d actually do anything about it princess.”

Stella flushes at the nickname, body heating up uncomfortably as her heart squeezes tight in her chest. “Shut up,” she mutters. Before surging forward to capture Bea’s mouth again.

She can’t stop kissing her now that she’s started, blood thrumming through her veins and electricity dancing across her skin. Stella opens her mouth, licking at the seam of Beatrix’s lips drawing a soft groan from her. But she opens up allowing Stella access to lick into her mouth, the flavor of her bursting across Stella’s tongue and settling in a warm syrupy feeling low in her belly.

Beatrix’s fingers tighten at Stella’s neck, her breathing becoming heavier as she kisses back with equal fervor.

Stella strokes her thumb across Bea’s cheekbone as she angles her face for better access, electric sparks seeming to dance down her spine as Bea’s teeth dig gently into her bottom lip. And then she’s releasing a sharp whine that makes Beatrix kiss her deeper, this time her tongue and teeth working together in an intoxicating pattern until Stella can’t breathe.

She breaks the kiss, pressing their foreheads together as she catches her breath. “Fuck.”

“Damn, Princess,” Beatrix says the playful lilt back already. “You kiss like a filthy criminal.”

[fitztragedy]